Hair God |
A strange thread of hair weaves the fabric of my vanity.My mom and aunt love to tell the story of how they gave me my thick lush hair. You see, if they wouldn't have cut my hair short when I was 5 ye...
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 18:50:00 GMT |
Disappointments and redemptions |
The thing about living life day-to-day is sometimes you miss an early appointment. The past year I have been working diligently on my Masters degree. The light at the end of the tunnel appears to mo...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 20:07:00 GMT |
Found: One Irish heart |
My Irish heart speaks songs and dances of Ireland.My Irish heart leads me during the month of St. Patrick.My Irish Dad won a contest with his Irish creativity.My Irish Dad invited me to share his good...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 20:05:00 GMT |
Luck O the Irish |
Third generation storyteller. My brightest memories of my grandpa were spoutings of this and that. He would animately tell them to all, never the same story twice. By nature my Grandpa, my Dad were...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 17:13:00 GMT |
